I feel like I'm in dance class right now
You can't motorboat a personality
My text messages all automatically add Zs on them cause of your skank ass messages you send me
he called you a drunk bob the builder and you proceeded to explain how you were going to build ramps throughout the house
In hindsight buying the pill crusher with my vicodin prescription might have been too much.
He kept insisting that I was going to have an orgasm but it just felt like he was rubbing sand paper on my vagina
Just had to pull out another loan to pay for that public drunkenness citation. I am so ready to graduate.
After Thursday my breakup "don't screw anybody out of respect" month will be over and I will be set loose. My pussy is purring with anticipation.
He came into your room last night to tell me he was leaving, when I woke up this morning he was facedown in your hallway. He didn't make it very far.
I have a surprise for you
Is it drugs? I want drugs. Or a puppy!
Did the vodka turn my hair yellow or did something else happen last night?
You're an idiot. I have LIVED as a cautionary tale of what happens when you drink too much and stick your dick in crazy, HAVE YOU LEARNED NOTHING?
I hurt myself, but I'm pretty sure I saved the carpet.
Why is there never any toilet paper at his apartment? What does he wipe his ass with? WHAT DOES HE WIPE IT WITH?!?
She's in it for that fear factor ya'll. Obsession and stalking or nothing.
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